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“Shit,” exclaimed Ed. “It was great of the company to send us on this retreat, but there’s no women around. I’m about ready to call an escort service.”

“There is that one over there,” observed Hector.

“There’s a guy already chatting her up,” Ed said.

Ed and Hector, along with their colleagues D’Andray and Joe, were sitting at a table in the hotel/conference center bar. The HR director had picked them as a team to develop plans for increasing diversity at their company, and they were sent here to be free to do just that.

It was obvious why they were picked: Ed Scanlon was a nice, white Irishman; Hector Colon was Latino from Puerto Rico; D’Andray Johnson was clearly black; and Joe Takahashi was third generation Japanese. They had arrived in the morning, had their first sessions, and already had some good ideas on paper. Now it was Saturday night. They wanted some action, but there was none to be had. Then she walked in.

Classy. Beautiful. Hot. Very hot. Even in her casual dress. There was one other man in the bar, but he wasn’t interested in women. He had his laptop open to a spreadsheet; a scotch and soda was his only companion.

“Well, well, well,” declared Joe. “Who’s going after her?”

“She looks ripe,” observed Hector, “definitely in need of some attention. How about you, Ed?”

“That wouldn’t be fair to you guys,” he replied. “I have a better idea. Let’s see if she’ll go for all of us. Free use for as long as she’s here. She can get plenty of attention that way. And if she says no, we’re all even anyway; no one gets her.”

“It wouldn’t work if we all go up to her,” Joe opined. “Let’s send D’Andray; that’ll test if she’s open to our diversity team.”

And so it came to pass that D’Andray rose from his seat and approached the beauty at the bar.

“Looks like you could use some company, Ma’am,” he said with his sweetest smile. “My name is D’Andray. May I have the honor of buying you a drink.”
 
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OOC Becca Valencia goes by Becca V 30 5'6 120 shoulder length black hair 34b chest.

Becca V led a privileged life but was missing something. She was staying at a nice hotel for next couple weeks on business, being an executive type but sat at hotel bar bummed. Her husband was very rich but payed more attention to his money then her and was currently half way around world on another business trip.
Aa Becca V sat there,in the following relaxed attire
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At first, being the spoiled princess type she looked at him snobbishly but noticing his toned features she flashed a smile saying " cool name im Becca V, i like using my last initial, sets me apart, i like attention. Company would be ok i guess". The petite brunette said sipping her red wine glass.
 

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“We thought so,” he said looking over his shoulder at his colleagues, “the minute you walked in. And we agreed you deserved all the attention you could get. I’d say you are one very hot woman, but I’m sure you’ve heard that a thousand times before.”

He glanced down at her left hand and saw her rings - a five carat diamond engagement and a wedding ring set with a half-dozen one carat pieces of ice.

“And I’m just as sure your hubby appreciates the beauty he has for a wife.”

He let the comment stand as he continued to chat her up.

“So, what are you here for, Becca V, if I may ask. My colleagues and I are here for the week on a planning retreat for our company.”
 
"A couple weeks for business conferences. Executive Assistant at software company my husband owns. He only thinks of money though and never pays attention to me crazy right? Probably on his jet halfway round the world now". Becca V responded.
She sipped her red wine checking out the figure before her, admiring his toned features but not letting that known as being the spoiled princess type, was used to being in control. Her answers kind of snobby tone awaiting his next words .
 
“Maybe it’s company policy,” D’Andray laughed. “No romantic relationships between employees.”

He took a sip of his bourbon.

“But I don’t work for his company.” he continued. “No rules for me. I could give you the kind of attention you deserve.”

He took her free hand as he sat on the barstool and placed it on the bulge down his thigh.

“But a woman as hot as you could use more attention than my ten inches,” he said seductively. “You, know my colleagues don’t work for your husband either. No rules for them.”

He left her hand on his cock and placed his on her thigh, just above her knee.

“You really deserve the attention of four well-prepared men. And with no rules,” he added.

He slipped his hand up under the hem of her dress and gave her thigh a little squeeze.

“In fact,” he said with his best smile, “I have a little proposal for you. The four of us have unlimited access to you for the week whenever you’re in the hotel. To give you whatever attention we want whenever we want. You can set some limits before hand, and we’ll respect them. But everything else is fair play. What do you say?”

He took his hand from her thigh and signaled the bartender to refresh their drinks.

“Any questions?” he asked. “Take some time to think about it, if you want.”

He turned to face the bar and sipped his drink.
 
Becca V initially blushed heavily at the bold statement. Then after a few nervous sips of her glass of water, the petite brunette scribbled a few things on a napkin then got up and walked away. However as she did, Becca V "dropped" her extra room key card. Upon the napkin read..
Just make it random, sometimes 1 guy..sometimes 2 or 3, others all four. Dont want to know what time of day. That way i could be watching tv, working on laptop, napping, getting undressed for shower, in shower or just in towel after shower".
Becca V not normally the "slutty" type wondered what had she just gotten into? Maybe nothing will come of it. Was he bluffing? She thought only time would tell.
 
D’Andray watched Becca V walk away before he picked up her key card and read the napkin. An enormous grin brighten his face, and he quickly returned to the table.

“Looks like we’re in for a week of fun, guys,” he said excitedly. “Here, read this. She in with all four of us. Any time, Any place in the hotel. She even left her room key.”

“Great,” was the prevailing sentiment among his colleagues.

“I think D’Andray should have first fuck. Have her all to himself,” Joe proposed. “After all, he’s the one who set her up for us.”

The others agreed, and Ed asked D’Andray what he planned to do.

“I’ve already given that some thought, fellas,” he answered. “She told me about her indifferent hubby, I think I’m going to play an attentive husband for her. I’ll give her about an hour before I go to her room.”

Another round of drinks, and D’Andray got up to go, with the best wishes for a fun fuck from his friends. A brief stop at the hotel florist’s for a dozen long-stemmed red roses, and he was off to her room. She had just finished showering and was sitting in her plush hotel robe when he let himself in.

“I’m home, Honey,” he shouted as he closed the door behind himself. “I sure missed you.”

He strode into the room, handed her the bouquet of roses, and took her into his arms for a long, passionate kiss.

“God, I missed that,” he said with a big smile. “You know, there were plenty of girls I could have fucked at the conference, but all I could think of was you. Your beautiful eyes and lips, your fantastic tits, and your incredibly sweet cunt.”

“And now I have the girl I want,” he said as he slipped the robe over her shoulders and kissed her again.”

As he kissed her, he wondered if she’d join in the play and enjoy it.
 
Becca V gave him a confused look as he "played" the husband part. Saying words she hadn't heard her actual husband utter in years.
Her face turned scarlet red as the robe was slipped off her shoulders baring Becca V's small but perky breasts.
The attention her body was getting, sent mixed messages to her brain. Taboo in nature but still a woman neglected. She focused on his bulge wondering how much bigger he was than her husband and what it would feel like in her tight married pussy. Becca V nor normally that way as her senses from his touch betrayed rational thought aa she felt a stirring between her toned thighs thinking about what "free use" would entail.
 
“Oh yes, Becca V,” D’Andray continued in his charade as appreciative husband, “this is what I’ve been waiting for all week.”

He kissed her again and as he kissed, he gently pushed her, guiding her down to the bed. As she slowly slipped downward, her lips pulled away from his, and he began nuzzling and kissing her neck. Further down, and his lips found her breasts. He kissed one then the other as she finally fell softly on the bed. He held her there, pinned by her wrists, the roses lying near her head. Their fragrance wafted over the couple, infusing the fresh scent of her just showered skin with floral tones.

A deep inhale, and he leaned forward to kiss her lips once more, Back to her breasts, his hands releasing her wrists as his long dark chocolate fingers wrapped around her pale alabaster breasts to squeeze them and raise them to his lips. He kissed and sucked passionately on her stiffened nipples as his strong hands firmly kneaded her breasts.

“I love your perky little tits, Sweetheart,” he said tenderly as his lips left her nipples.

“And your belly button, too,” he added as he kissed her navel and tickled it with his tongue.

Down on his knees between her legs, then, as she lay draped over the side of the bed.

“And your soft mound and the folds beneath it. And the little pearl of pleasure hidden there.

He kissed her hard on her mound and then parted her labia with his tongue to find her clit. He kissed it and licked it and sucked it between his lips, teasing and toying with it. And as he kissed her glistening clit he kicked off his shoes and wriggled out of his socks. His shirt came off next, followed by his pants and boxers. He played with her nub for another few minutes and then stood up, his cock swollen to ten hot inches in length and nearly six in circumference stood stiff and straight from his groin, its head wet and shiny with precum.

“Did you miss me, Honey?” he asked with a salacious smile.
 
Becca V blushed heavily from the contact. Mixed signals from her brain. Her princess mindset loved the attention but it was not her husband.
Becca V wondered about the large black cock she saw. Would it fit in Becca V's tight little pussy? Woud it hurt? Her mind raced half excited half scared. Her petite frame writhed on the bed wondering what was in stone for her from the group.
 
D’Andray saw and felt her apprehension. He also saw she wasn’t playing the game that he thought might amuse her for a start at free use. It was time to be a bit more direct. Perhaps a husband grown more demanding, hungrier for her body, for his pleasure.

“Show me how much you missed me, Sweetheart,” he said as he grabbed her by the hair.

He yanked her up so her face was in front of his erect cock.

“Give me a nice big kiss, Hon,” and he pulled her head towards his cock.

“Show my big black prick how much you love it.”

He took his cock in his right hand and brought it to her lips, rubbing it back and forth across them, leaving them glistening with precum.

“Open wide, Babe,” he demanded as he pulled her by the hair to force her mouth onto his cock head.
 
Becca V gave him a dirty look as he smeared his precum on her pouty lips. Even though secretly the forceful nature was a turn on to her. Her big brown eyes went wide as her mouth took the first two inches, gagging at first then adjusting. Her husband was vaniĺla and thought oral sex was boring as when Becca V sucked her husband he either came in a second or not at all. Mmph Mmph glugg glugg echoed through her hotel room as his demanding tone secretly turned her on. It flipped the script of her princess attitude getting what she wanted now being "forced" to give on someone else's terms.
 
“Yes, Baby, that’s good,” D’Andray breathed as he cock felt the wet warmth of Becca v’s mouth and tongue. “Suck me like you never sucked a cock before.”

He pulled on her hair and thrust his hips to fuck her mouth deeper and deeper. The sounds of her gagging and choking further aroused him, and he could feel in the trembling of her lips and the strokes of her tongue that she was finding something pleasurable in it, something very pleasurable.

He thrust and pulled her hair for nearly five minutes, until he was about to cum and she was about to faint, and then he pulled his cock all the way out of her mouth. He still held her by a handful of hair, and kept her face in front of him while he slapped her, one cheek and then the other, with his hard, wet prick. Then he threw her back down on the bed as he reached down and took hold of her ankles, lifting and spreading her legs, as he leered at her.

“I bet that hot little cunt of yours missed me too, Honey,” he said as he started leaning over her, his hips between her legs.
 
Becca V began panting and biting her lower lip as the dark cock was inches from her pink bald pussy lips. Her petite hips rose up slightly to meet his cock to let it touch her entrance before relaxing her hips back to the bed. The sexual tension thick as a fog in the room.
The petite brunette had only been with her husband and part of her wanted to remain that way, yet the "neglected" half said no words, yet her big brown eyes and their gaze upon D' Andrey's thick member and toned chest spoke volumes.
 
D’Andray could see that Becca V’s mind and body were is disagreement, and he liked it. Free use now could mean taking whatever pleasure he wanted from her body and her soul. He leaned all the way over and drove his massive cock hard and deep into the woman’s cunt.

“Your real hubby as nothing like this to fuck you with, girl,” he said as he pumped in her pussy, stretching it in length and width. “God, bitch, you are tight; He must have the smallest dick around.”

He straightened up again to get a good look at the beauty he was pounding.

“It’s okay, baby,” he said a bit sarcastically, “you can pretend I’m your husband, and enjoy being properly fucked.”

He reached down and grabbed her by the nipples, pulling her up for another kiss, and the pleasure of hearing her cries at the pain in her tits.
 
Becca V didnt care much for pain, being the pampered princess she was. As he tugged at her dime sized pink nipples, she gave him a slight dirty look, but that subsided as ahe felt him stretch her tight little married pussy.
She bit her lower lip as he rubbed her clit in a way it had known for some time. Her nipples, due to the cool air became like hard little pencil erasers. Becca V's petite hips bucked more as she was still adjusting to the long missed sensation between her toned thighs and the size of the ine inside her most intimate area.
 
Her nasty look told him she wasn’t into pain, but this was free use; whatever he wanted was fine. He finished the kiss and gave her nipples a last twist and pull before releasing them and letting her fall back on the bed. He could do what he wanted, but he felt there was no sense in turning her off entirely.

As soon as she hit the bed, he dove forward, driving his cock to its root inside her cunt and grabbing her wrists to pin her to the bed while he pounded her. Again and again he raised his hips and slammed them down, smashing his crotch against hers and stretching her cunt to its limits. He angled his thrust slightly differently each stroke, for his pleasure and hers. Mostly for his, though, and he came without worrying whether she did or not. Ll the better if she did, but the important part was his pleasure as his back broke out in a sweat and then arched, The arch drove him even deeper into her, and he gasped in ecstacy as his cock pulsed, spewing out load after load of hot semen in her tight sheath.

Emptied, he fell down on her, his big, dark frame enveloping her pale, petite torso as he whispered in her ear, “you are one good fuck, sweetheart. Your hubby is a very lucky man to have a tight cunt like yours to fuck.”

He kissed her and laid there a few minutes before getting up and dressing.

“Now,” he said as he prepared to leave, “you’re to clean yourself inside and out right after each visit. You’d best be clean and sweet for your next visit if you know what’s good for you.”

He stepped over to the bed and stuck a finger into her pussy. He took it out, covered in her juices and his cum, and shoved it into her asshole.

“Remember, clean inside and out,” he said, and then left.
 
Becca V lay there panting as he left. Her petite hips shook a few more times in aftershock orgasm waves, her perky little breasts rose and fell as she composed herself. Not even on her honeymoon had she been taken like that. What had she gotten herself into these next couple weeks she thought to herself. Part of her felt cheap for "dropping " her extra room key card and the note scribbled on the napkin but the other part felt special from the attention, feeding her princess persna, and alive not knowing when or how many there would be at any given point in her stay.
A little week legged from the "attention" her pussy got, Becca V showered and relaxed over the next few hours watching tv in the following..
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Watching an old black and white movie she dozed off for a "nap" but she was a sound sleeper to say the least.
 
It was just after two a.m. when Ed let himself into Becca V’s room. The tv was on at a low volume, providing the only light in the room. It was enough light for Ed to see her lying asleep in her blue satin short and camisole set. He eyed her for a few minutes and then undressed himself entirely.

“Time to wake up, babe,” he said as he leaned over the bed and slapped her on the face a few times.

As she opened her eyes, he leapt on the bed, straddling her at the waist.

“You are a pretty piece of cunt,” he said. “Such a beautiful face. I bet there’s a beautiful body under these clothes. Let’s see.”

He slipped off her to the side and grabbed the hem of her cami with both hands. He yanked her half up as he roughly pulled at the top to get it off her. Again and again he yanked and tugged, tossing her left and right like a rag doll until he had it up over her head and then off.

“Yeah,” he said, “great tits,” and he squeezed and slapped her breasts a half-dozen times. “Now let’s see your bottom.”

He grabbed her shorts, yanking and tugging and pulling as he did with her top, again tossing her all over the bed. Finally he stood on the bed and yanked the shorts up wards, lifting her from the bed. The shorts came off, then, and Becca V fell back down on the bed.

“Yeah, your pussy looks as good as your tits,” he declared. “Now let’s get a look at your ass.”

He flipped her over and assessed her ass as “one of the finest he’d ever seen.” Then he flipped her back and straddled her again, this time with his knees on either side of her head and his shins pinning her arms to the bed. His cock, a full inch longer than D’nray’s but a good bit thinner, was half erect and right in front of her face.

“Like it, babe,” he asked as he rubbed it over her face. “How deep do you think you can take it? Let’s find out if you can swallow it all.”
 
Becca V struggling to fully awake as everytime happened so quick. Ine minute dozing, the next, stripped naked. Now her arms pinned at her side as Ed's cock stared her in the face.
Becca V couldnt block or grab anything with arms pinned.
Figuring no choice but to comply, she began to stay something but Ed just said "suck bouji barbie free use".
His firm tone secretly turning her on as she was used to calling the shots, so this role reversal she found herself in was kind of hot. Again she raised her head and took the firsf two inches of Ed slowly bobbing bacķ and forth.
 
Ed just held himself in place, letting Becca V suck avidly on his cock for his pleasure.

“That’s sweet, girl,” he sad approvingly. “You do suck cock well, but you’ve barely passed my cock head. Let’s go another inch deeper.”

With that he leaned forward, forcing an inch of his shaft between her lips.

“Let me feel your tongue, sweetheart. Lick my cock like an all-day sucker.”

He held still for a few minutes, enjoying the strokes of her tongue up and down his cock while she sucked on his glans. His organ grew stiffer and his breath quicker as she pleasured him with her pretty mouth.

“Deeper, girl,” he gasped as he became fully aroused. “Deeper.”

He leaned further forward, pushing her head back onto the pillow as he began pumping up and down between her lips. He gasped again as he drove deep enough to hit the back of her throat. He held his cock there for nearly a minute, taking in the pleasure of the spasms in her throat as she struggled to breathe.
 
Becca V squirmed under him, hands pinned at sides under his body as her head was pushed deeper into the soft hotel pillows. Her big brown eyes went wide as she felt his bulge slide further down her slender throat. Becca V was the princess, the diva, the rich wife used to getting her way and now currently no more then a mere flesh light for this stranger as her "free use " journey continues and part of her secretly liked it. She felt the cock pulse a bit and knew she was going to have to swallow unless he was going to pull out. Both options new to her but her heart raced with the unknown as mmph Mmph glugg glugg was all the well educated petite brunette could utter now.
 
Ed felt himself about to cum. He drove his cock deeper into her throat and then pulled it right back, leaving only his glans in her mouth. His back arched and he gasped as he erupted, spewing jet after jet into her mouth, flooding it with more jism than she could hold. Swallow she must, and even after a big gulp his cock pumped more of the sticky syrup into her mouth. It was more than any woman might hold or swallow, and rivulets of semen began to ooze out between her lips and his shaft. He pulled out all the way, then, and let his huge, still-hard dick lay on Becca V’s face, little streams of cum still running out and down her cheeks while he caught his breath.

Yes. He was still hard. ‘Ed’s surprise’ he called it. One orgasm was never enough to soften his prick, and his partners were always surprised to find him going again as soon as he finished his first.

“That was good, babe,” he said appreciatively as he stood up on the bed. “But now I’d like something tighter.”

He reached down wth both hands and took her by the waist. Up she went, and he flipped her over to land face-down on the bed. He immediately knelt down, his knees on either side of her thighs. He held her face into the pillow with his left hand as he guided his hard wet cock to her back door.

“This might hurt a little, Sweetheart,” he cautioned, actually hoping it would hurt much more; he loved the sound of a woman screaming and sobbing. He did need to muffle it if she did scream, so he kept her face in the pillow.

He pushed his cock against her hole, and met resistance like he never had before.

‘She’s tighter than a virgin,’ he thought, ‘This is going to feel fantastic.’

He pushed harder and harder until her anal ring began to yield. A quick hard thrust, and her ring surrendered, stretching to let the whole of his massive cock head into Becca V’s ass.
 
Becca V grunted into the pillow and gave it a death grip in half pain and half new sensations. The petite brunette had never been taken anally, her legs kicked a bit struggling to adjust to the hard cock invading her back door. She attempted to lift her hips to take some pressure off but Ed was too strong easily holding Becca V on her hotel bed. Grunts and whimpers were the only sounds she could make. Her brain trying to process odd sensations of pleasure although they were clouded by slight pain and discomfort, yet new things secretly turned the neglected wife on.
 
‘God, she is a virgin,’ Ed thought as he pumped into her ass, driving a little deeper with each thrust. “At least an anal virgin.”

And he did enjoy Becca V’s tight ass, the snug fit enhanced by her muffled grunts and whispers. All the way in, then, a full ten inches into her gut and, quickly, all they way out. Right out, popping through her ring with that delectable and exquisite pain of a swollen cock head tightly squeezed and then suddenly released. He gasped at the sensation and gave the woman a sharp slap on her right cheek.

A deep breath, and he guided his throbbing purple monster back to her tight little pucker. A fast, hard thrust, and he burst through her reluctant ring once more.

Now he could feel himself cumming and he lowered himself until he was nearly laying on top of her, his knees holding her legs closed, keeping her ass tight around his cock. He was in deep now, deep into the soft velvet lining of her gut and the short, rapid strokes on the base of his shaft quickly brought on his second ejaculation.

And an ejaculation it was. “Holy Mother of God,” he breathed out as he came, and he gasped as he felt each load force its way up his cock, distending her anal ring on its way to her belly. He came and came and came as much as he did in the other end of her alimentary canal, until finally he collapsed atop her.

“God, you have a great ass,” he said appreciatively as he released her head from his grip. “I’ve never felt as ass so tight, You hubby is one real lucky bastard to have a wife like you.”

He kissed the back of her head and left the bed. A quick wash up, and he dressed. As he left the room. He turned to her.

“Good night, Becca V.” he said, “i sure am looking forward to seeing more of you.”
 
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